What The Hell Wednesday
Wednesdays are great for Wordless and Wordful posts, but we decided to go a different route and create our own Wednesday fun. We figured what the hell. That’s how we started What The Hell Wednesday. Who are we kidding? That’s pretty much how we decide on almost everything. If you want to play along, grab our button on the sidebar, link up to us in your post and don’t forget to sign in to the linky below. Really, what the hell?
Stacy
My internet has not been working lately. I have no idea why, but it keeps losing the wi-fi signal. It actually wasn’t working this morning for awhile, and I knew if I didn’t figure it out Elle would say What the Hell Stacy, where are you? Thank goodness I figured it out, you don’t want to make her mad. She’s scary, just ask her about the “ziplock bag incident”.
A few weeks ago we got new kittens. They’re really cute, I mean, of course they are, they’re kittens. We got them from a shelter, and they were suppose to be all set with everything. We even got a “free” vet appointment with a local vet. So, I brought them for their “free” appointment. They’re “free” appointment ended up costing a total of $199.00! What the Hell???? Apparently one of them had a cold, so her appointment wasn’t free, they needed vitamins, antibiotics, flea medicine, flea spray for the house, and a stool sample. I purposely didn’t even bring a stool sample because I was trying to save $27.00, and it’s well gross! I ended up dropping off one the next day since they already charged me for it, and it ended up they needed more stinking medicine! What the Hell? I’m so glad we got kittens that were “healthy”.
Thing One cleaned the whole playroom the other day. Now it doesn’t look like a hoarder lives in it. He did a good job, but then said that he thought he should get about $5 for cleaning it. What the Hell? Really? You think I should pay you extra for something you should of been doing all along? Damn, well then, I think I need to start charging extra to do his laundry!
Monday night when the bff and I got to Planet Fitness it was packed!!! I immediately realized why…..Free Pizza Night! We walked in and there was no place to sit! She said, “well there’s no tables or chairs to sit at, but our treadmills are free.” What The Hell? Every night we see the same people there, well not on Free Pizza Night! There were people there in jeans and a t-shirt! They’re not even pretending that they’re going to work out, nope, just getting the free pizza! I’ve never gotten the pizza, it just seems wrong. Like they’re trying to fatten you up, like Hansel and Gretel, just so you have to work harder. No thank you evil Planet Fitness, I don’t want any of your pizza!!!
Elle
What The Hell??!! Stacy is always trotting out the “ziploc (yes, it’s ziploc, not ziplock, at least spell it right!) bag incident.” PUh-lease. At least I’ve never been kicked out of a laundromat. Just sayin’.
J-Man hasn’t been enjoying school too much. Last week he was having trouble understanding place value when it came to 100,000. He couldn’t understand why there would be a zero in the 100,000 place in a number like 43,093,657. He couldn’t understand it no matter how many times we explained it. It was getting late and he was tired and frustrated so we let it go for the night. I sent an email to his teacher the next day explaining the issue. I received an email back at the end of the day and she’d had the same trouble getting him to understand it. He came home and was seriously annoyed. “My teacher is soooo annoying. She was helping me with place values and wouldn’t give up. I don’t know why there has to be a zero there but I told her I would just put the zero there anyway. But no! She actually wants me to understand it.” I know J-Man, What The Hell??!!
